I didn't think about love
For quite a while
But lately
I've been driving myself crazy
With this fear
That the right person will never come along
That I keep passing them by
And never bothering to say hello
What if they're waiting for me
Wishing I would step into their life
Waiting for me to come along
Maybe I've passed them on the street
Or sat beside them at the theatre
Maybe I scrolled passed their Instagram
Not bothering to follow back
Or maybe they're not out there
And I'm just waiting
For someone who doesn't exist
But I'll always keep waiting
Because I'm too afraid to search.
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PoetryStarted early 2018 ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠️ - sexual assault mentions - suicide mentions - self harm mentions - themes of depression - themes of anxiety
